Remember, don't hang up, just talk about it...

The more I talk about it.. the more I vent, the more I examine.. the better I feel.

I'm grateful for the people in my life who have been the softest, safest and most amazing pillows who not only give my heart and my spirit a safe harbor.. but then cheer me on and tell me that I can do it, that God is with me... I have my very own cheerleading team.

Who gets this in life? Who is blessed with such abundance? I'm utterly humbled by the Aarons and the Hurs who have walked with me, holding my arms up. As if these arms could ever be like Moses' arms.. but still. The Lord has surrounded me, hemmed me in with warriors.

I've had numerous eleventh hour rescues, over and over.. Just when I think I can't take it anymore.. here comes someone to visit and listen.. or there's the phone call just when I needed it or there's the message or comment on facebook that gets me through the afternoon. I'm astounded and how closely He is monitoring me and my needs. He is like my life support.. no, He is my life support. Jesus is my life support.

I've been given six weeks of recovery and have landed on Lake Mohawk in Sparta, NJ. I have begun to decompress and relax and it is just delicious. The family that has given me stay has abundantly filled my belly and my soul with good food and good care. They are absolute blessings and treasures. Don't tell them, but I believe the crowns that await them in heaven are going to be pretty amazing.. but if they knew it they'd probably be embarrassed. So again, keep it quiet.

I've got 32 more days of this rest.. and I already feel physically so well. I'm also in need of life respite. God totally knew what I needed, so far ahead of time that I could not have planned it out myself. I would have just kept working, and working, and working.

How am I this loved? How am I so well taken care of? It blows my mind, I don't get it. But I love it and can't get enough and want more and more of this love.